Soul Ring Augmentation

As Le Zhengyue raised his palm, a power of terrifying magnitude surged forth, reaching directly through the Angel Cage to clamp tightly around Ye Xishui's throat.

A sensation of suffocation washed over her, and the shadow of death enveloped Ye Xishui in an instant.

Her eyes held an expression of disbelief; she never imagined that she, a dignified Limit Douluo and Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, would one day fall into such a predicament.

Her gaze was filled with fury and murderous intent.

The sheer intensity of that killing intent was enough to surprise even Le Zhengyue.

Yet, in the face of such an evil soul master, Le Zhengyue's expression remained calm and indifferent.

"What is there to fear about death?"

"The innocent civilians who died by your hands number in the tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands. Are their lives not lives?"

"Do they not have families and loved ones?"

"Why is it that now, when it is your turn to die, you are suddenly so afraid?"

Le Zhengyue's voice was soft.

He tapped his palm gently against Ye Xishui's body, searching her.

It was not that he wished to take advantage of her, but rather to ensure she possessed no other Soul Tool.

Feeling the youth's palm searching her body, Ye Xishui gritted her teeth, her eyes locked onto Le Zhengyue.

After a brief check, it was confirmed that Ye Xishui truly had no other Soul Tool on her.

After all, a Level 10 Soul Tool like the Death God Tower was already the pinnacle of existence in their era.

In this current age, with the destruction of the Death God Tower, any other Soul Tools she might have carried were likely gone as well.

Thinking of this, Le Zhengyue's expression eased slightly.

He stopped looking at Ye Xishui and simply tossed her aside.

He was not waiting for Ye Xishui.

At this point, Ye Xishui had been crippled, and given her personality, it was nearly impossible for him to control her.

Therefore, it was better to use her to threaten Long Xiaoyao.

While it might seem unreasonable to call Long Xiaoyao a sycophant, his behavior fit the description perfectly.

Because Ye Xishui had borne him a child, he had followed her almost every step of the way.

When Qian Daoliu had obliterated Ye Xishui, there was a 99% chance that Long Xiaoyao had been present; of this, Le Zhengyue was certain.

Thus, when his two great-grandfathers revealed their power, it was impossible for Long Xiaoyao not to recognize them.

Once recognized, the man would likely head to the Third Continent to cause trouble, or attempt to kill him in secret to rescue Ye Xishui.

Le Zhengyue, however, did not care much about that.

As he stood up and returned the Angel Cage to his soul storage ring, he walked straight out of the room.

Jiang Nannan looked at him with some confusion at the doorway.

But seeing the youth walk past without looking at her, Jiang Nannan's expression dimmed.

After leaving the old estate, Le Zhengyue did not linger, heading straight for the Yue Family treasury.

Beyond retrieving the highest-quality Angel Cage, he also took a protective artifact known as the Angel Heart.

This was a special treasure of the Angel Family, normally accessible only to the head of the family.

However, as the confirmed young master—or at least the young master recognized by the higher-ups—he faced no issues in claiming the item.

The Angel Heart was both a treasure and a medicinal aid, capable of stimulating the body for a short time to help one recover power rapidly.

Its effects were most pronounced on the Angel Martial Soul, followed by light-attribute martial souls.

While the Dragon God Martial Soul was not a light-attribute martial soul, the Dragon God had mastered all nine elements and was effectively the master of light.

Therefore, the Angel Heart could be used by the Dragon God Martial Soul as well, with equally excellent results.

After taking these two items, he returned to move Ye Xishui into the genuine Angel Cage, sealed her meridians to ensure she remained completely crippled, and kept her thoroughly imprisoned there.

With that done, Le Zhengyue left the family estate, taking his Angel Guard Squad to the Spirit Pagoda in Angel City.

Angel City naturally had a Spirit Pagoda; after all, it was the largest city in the entire south and was governed directly by the Angel Family.

It was only natural for a Spirit Pagoda to be located there, and even the Tang Sect had a branch in the city, possessing significant combat strength.

Upon arriving at the Angel City Spirit Pagoda, Le Zhengyue's status preceded him.

He was recognized the moment he arrived, and the Pagoda Master himself came out to receive him.

Watching the somewhat short, stout man approach, a smile appeared on Le Zhengyue's face.

"Uncle Qiangu, greetings. I have come to the Spirit Pagoda today hoping to add a spirit soul to my martial soul. Would you be able to take me to select one?"

Le Zhengyue spoke with great courtesy.

However, he did not even know the name of this so-called Spirit Pagoda Master.

The man was merely a collateral member of the Qiangu Family, and since he did not know his specific name, he simply addressed him as Uncle Qiangu.

Hearing Le Zhengyue's words, a smile blossomed on the man's face.

After all, this was the young master of the Southern Legion.

The biggest difference compared to other cities was that in most places, the Spirit Pagoda and Tang Sect were far more powerful—even terrifying—than the local government, with many local lifelines held firmly in their grasp.

However, in Angel City, it was the exact opposite.

With the Angel Family seated here, both the Spirit Pagoda and the Tang Sect had to act according to their wishes.

Therefore, the Spirit Pagoda Master could not afford to be anything but respectful toward this direct descendant of the Angel Family.

Listening to his words, the other party's tone was also very courteous.

"You are too kind, Young Master. How could I dare to be called your uncle?"

"Since you have come to purchase a spirit soul, please, follow me."

A smile remained on the Spirit Pagoda Master's face.

Yet, Le Zhengyue did not truly care for the flattery regarding his status as young master.

He was indeed a young master, but outside these walls, no one knew whether he or his brother was the true heir, or rather, the future successor of the Angel Family.

The man only spoke that way to curry favor.

Le Zhengyue had no interest in such sycophancy.

However, he did not reject the man's goodwill either, following him to the upper levels until they arrived directly at the storage area for thousand-year spirit souls.

The thousand-year spirit souls displayed here were almost all of the highest quality within the Spirit Pagoda, likely second only to the headquarters.

Seeing Le Zhengyue's gaze sweep across the room, the middle-aged man began his introduction without hesitation.

"The Young Master's martial soul should be the Holy Angel Martial Soul, correct? We have many holy-type spirit souls over here."

The middle-aged man spoke with a smile, but he stopped halfway through.

Because the Angel Family possessed their own inherited spirit souls, in such cases, the first few spirit souls for an Angel Martial Soul did not need to be obtained from the Spirit Pagoda.

Observing the middle-aged man's awkward expression, Le Zhengyue's eyes remained unchanged.

"There is no need for you to worry about that, Pagoda Master. Please, leave; I will handle things here myself and proceed with the fusion."

"This shouldn't be a problem, as I am only occupying this space for a short while."

Le Zhengyue spoke casually, though this was completely against the regulations.

Yet, meeting his gaze, the middle-aged man's expression stiffened for only a moment before he hurriedly nodded.

He had already guessed that this direct descendant of the Yue Family might have awakened Twin Martial Souls.

But regardless of what kind of martial soul the other party had awakened, it was not his place to question it.